Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

When I heard that bell, I was suddenly one of the vibrators.

Finally...

If he goes on like this, he might go back to Dragon City!

“The bell, is it a call for disciples?” Ro asked.

When Xiaoyin saw Luo's hopeful expression, he mumbled and replied: “Mr. Luo, that was just the bell at the beginning of the month. Every month, as usual, he tapped...”

“And then what?” Rosen asked again.

“No, then, just to remind you that a new month is coming," replied Xiaoyin.

“ …… ”

Rosen shut the door silently.

Then Xiao Yin shrugged her tongue, and Xiao Xin's eyes shook her shoulders together.

After avoiding Luo Zheng, Xiaoxin said: "Looks like Luo is also in a hurry...”

“According to them, it may be difficult for Prince Luo to make great achievements in the Heartflowing Sword Faction," Xiaoyin shook her head.

“Whatever the achievements, I think Prince Luo is very good. He treats people with courtesy and grace," Xiaoxin said.

Despite Xiaoxin's words, Xiaoyin's divine colour is still heavy.

She also came to be a maid of Heartflow Sword Pie because she carried something on her back, and her utility heart was naturally heavier than caution. If Rosen performed badly or badly, Xiaoyin was naturally disappointed.

But she is not qualified to choose who to serve, and can only hide her disappointment in her heart.

By nightfall...

A small door to a building was opened.

Every courtyard has a woman in white walking out and down the alley.

As soon as Xiao Yin went out of the house, Luo Zheng sensed it.

His eyes flashed slightly, releasing a divine mind that followed Xiaoyin.

Like other women, Xiao Yin gathered silently in one direction. As soon as Xiao Yin left the alley, Rosenton felt an enormous power coming to him and wiping out his visionary smoke.

The women in white quickly gathered in a palace.

The palace was lined with five golden circular signatures, and all the women in white stood in front of the circular signatures.

Soon, the head of the palace walked in and counted the women.

The first person was a witty woman, who smiled at the women and said: "After January, are the women willing to serve their sons? ”

This rhetoric is extremely insignificant, but there is no taboo in favour of this swordsman.

The women in white also had a laugh.

“My son is amazing, always, always...” said a woman in white.

“Always what?” The gorgeous woman asked.

“It's always been...” the woman in white responded with embarrassment.

Another silver bell-like laugh.

Then the demonic woman asked, what did her son do during this time, bathe several times, under the bed several times, etc., nothing huge.

But only cultivation.

According to the truthful answers of the women in white, the gorgeous woman puts a label with her name on it and puts it in a circular cylinder.

Five cylinders, divided into upper, upper, middle, lower, lower.

Depending on the answer, the signatures thrown are also different.

For two or three hours, the demonic woman has been asking questions, and a lot of labels have been put in the signatures.

Only a small number of people throw on the cylinder, a small number are on the cylinder, and the vast majority are on the cylinder…

If the person who recorded his son's name was put on the cylinder, the women in white smiled. If they signed the cylinder, the cylinder was not as happy.

Each month, the performance of their sons directly determines their salaries, and the gap is very wide.

If it is a lower cylinder, the lower cylinder, it is almost nothing, so that in half a day, the lower cylinder, the lower cylinder is not labeled and thrown in.

“Lorraine, your son is a new disciple. How's he doing?” The gorgeous woman looked at a white woman beside Xiaoyin.

Lorraine answered honestly: “My son has been up the mountain for more than 20 days, playing piano, painting, and playing poetry with us every day. He is the only one who is in a good mood and has a fluttering heart...”

After hearing Lorraine's answer, the gorgeous lady threw the label in the cylinder.

Then the gorgeous woman looked at Xiaoyin again, "Xiaoyin, it has been a month since you served the son. ”

The women in white looked at Xiaoyin, and Xiaoyin's color became unnatural. She shouted: "My son... on the seventh day, he made his own cultivation, I naturally can't see..."

Xiao Yin reported that the other women in white made another laugh.

“Oh, Inn, did he choose the path? ”

“Heartflowing sword pie is not suitable for his diving...”

“Such a man would be expelled, wouldn't he? ”

Xiao Yin bit her teeth and frowned to continue the debriefing. The more she said, the louder the laugh.

These women in white are proud of their sons, and if they are honored, they are honored, and they are not bound by ordinary women.

After listening to Xiao Yin's debriefing, the demonic woman had already added a label, which coincided with the word "Rosen”, and she did not hesitate to throw the label into the lower and lower cylinder, which was also the only label thrown into the lower cylinder.

At the same time, the casual smile of the demonic woman disappeared. At the same time, she stared at Xiao Yin and said: "Our heart-flowing sword pie can do whatever it wants, it is the sons, not you. If your son can't cut off that painstaking obsession, you should be punished! I don't want this person to be thrown down again next time! ”

Looking down at the label on the cylinder, Xiao Yin's face was pale and his hands clenched into fists.

Those eyes cast from all sides, like swords, set her cheeks on fire.

“Spread out,” the gorgeous lady ordered to put away her signature and take her away.

The women in white also scattered...

The women come together, they always have a lot of gossip and they communicate with each other.

Xiaoyin walked in the crowd alone and felt light-headed.

Occasionally someone called Xiaoyin. “Xiaoyin, it's a good thing we didn't have a quiz this month. Something went wrong with the Heart Flow Tower. When the Heart Flow Tower is repaired, be aware that if our son is expelled from the Heart Flow Sword Pie, we as maids will also be expelled..."

The women's words sounded caring and were actually more ironic.

“Well, I understand...”

Xiaoyin dealt with it, and his heart was even more depressed.

By the time she returned to Luo Xuan's compound and met Xiaoxin, Xiaoxin had guessed the results.

“Medium?”

“Down?”

“It's not going down! ”

Xiaoxin looked like he had fainted in the past. After a while, he was full of sadness and said: “What should we do...”

“Let's find a way," Xiao Yin's divine tone became serious.

“What's the plan?” Xiaoxin asked.

“Let the boy give up his practice," Xiaoyin said.